[male vocals] Hawayaaaa!
Jobeeeeen!
Wazee!
Yeah,
it’
s
been
a
long
road,
but
we
made
it.
Check
it,
turn
it
up!
June 2025,
we
started
on
the
grind
Just
the
few
of
us,
leaving
all
the
stress
behind
It
was
me
Joben,
Jesse,
and
the
lady
mama
mi
Focused
on
the
dream,
hustling
on
the
Nyanzaga
dusty
ground
We
were
few
but
we
had
that
spirit
deep
inside
Walking
through
the
streets
of
Nyabira,
Ngoma
mpaka
Busorwa.
Back
then
in
the
mtaa,
we
were
cooking
up
a
plan
Just
a
brotherhood
of
brothers
taking
a
stand
Oh,
the
comrade
life,
we
keep
the
hustle
strong
We’
ve
been
moving
forward,
singing
our
own
song
From
June
to
July,
the
fire’
s
burning
bright
With
the
squad
around
me,
everything
is
right
Yeah,
we
rise
up,
we
never
gonna
fold
This
story
of
the
comrades,
worth
more
than
gold
We
had
that
bond,
the
mshikamano
was
real
Teaching
every
comrade
how
the
victory
should
feel
God
is
faithful
man,
He
opened
up
the
doors
Started
with
a
trickle,
now
we’
re
hitting
all
the
shores
The
streets
of
Mazinzi
we
started
our
Ngoma
life
pale!
More
comrades
joined
in,
Kingshashu,
Regina,
Yasinta,
Phinias.
Chief
Kagenzi
joined
later,
Magreth
and
Mery
Yeah,
we
keep
it
moving,
focus
on
the
prize
Look
at
how
the
empire
is
glowing
in
our
eyes
Oh,
the
comrade
life,
we
keep
the
hustle
strong
We’
ve
been
moving
forward,
singing
our
own
song
From
June
to
July,
the
fire’
s
burning
bright
With
the
squad
around
me,
everything
is
right
Yeah,
we
rise
up,
we
never
gonna
fold
This
story
of
the
comrades,
worth
more
than
gold
Yo,
shout
out
to
the
team,
yeah
we
doing
it
big
Apollo
came
on
the
way,
jembe
letu
mpini
chuma
A
comrade
to
remember,
we
are
tilling
the
ground
Papaa
Rassie
wa
penthouse,
look
at
us
now,
look
at
us
now!
Hatareeee!
It
ain’
t
easy
but
we
make
it
look
like
a
breeze
From
the
bottom
to
the
top,
doing
what
we
please
Joben
and
Jesse,
mama
mi,
we
stood
the
test
of
time
One
year
later,
now
we’
re
hitting
the
prime
Blessed
and
highly
favored,
that’
s
the
way
we
go
Spreading
out
the
love
everywhere
that
we
flow
Keep
the
faith,
keep
the
grind,
never
let
it
die
Comrades
for
life,
watch
us
touch
the
sky
Oh,
the
comrade
life,
we
keep
the
hustle
strong
We’
ve
been
moving
forward,
singing
our
own
song
From
June
to
July,
the
fire’
s
burning
bright
With
the
squad
around
me,
everything
is
right
Yeah,
we
rise
up,
we
never
gonna
fold
This
story
of
the
comrades,
worth
more
than
gold
Yeah,
Nyanzaga,
we
still
here!
Joben,
Jesse,
and
the
whole
squad!
Apollo
from
far,
watch
this
space!
It’
s
a
celebration,
wazee!
We
thank
God,
we
rising
up!
Yo!